Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from South Africa and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Procol Harum to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
The Fuzztones,
Henry Cow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Leaves,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marine Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Con Funk Shun,
Minor Threat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
Banda Bassotti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
Maleditus Sound,
Lower 48,
Rotary Connection,
Ponytail,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mummies,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
Lou Christie,
Roger Hodgson,
The Associates,
Robert Hood,
Iggy Pop,
Erasure,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Von Mondo,
Man Parrish,
Minutemen,
Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
Suicide,
Severed Heads,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pere Ubu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Blues Magoos,
Donny Hathaway,
Prince Buster,
Carl Craig,
Black Sheep,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Skriet,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Wake,
U.S. Maple,
Delta 5,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Monks,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.